It's a stupidly inappropriate joke, but hey. Bucky chose this. Can only blame himself for liking a man who will jump at the chance to make a shitty joke in the hopes of startling a little bit if a smile onto Bucky's face. Or maybe even just pull him out of himself for a moment.
Besides, the way Sam looks at him right now... practically glowing with pride, because he can tell Bucky's making an effort to regulate himself. If only he could see how good he is. Until he can, Sam will happily remind him.
For now he covers Bucky's hand with his own.
"You came. That's what matters, Bucky. You got me out, and I'm okay." He catches the look in Bucky's eyes, puts a finger over his lips and insists: "I'm gonna be just fine, now."
Bucky's lips twitch, though, amusement clear in his expression even as he's trying to come down off of a battle high. He wants to argue, of course; Sam catches it and silences him, and he appreciates it in the moment actually. Because it means that Sam knows him. That Bucky has been doing a better job of this whole 'get Sam Wilson to like me even though I barely know who me is' project Bucky has been engaged with for [ static ] amount of time.
He notices the medic waiting in the wings and swallows, nodding and pulling away before gesturing to whomever that they could come in, it was fine. Sam needed looked over anyway.
"We're headed to Europe. A safehouse, for a while." Bucky murmurs as the med tech checks Sam out. "Until Steve makes his moves."
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It's a stupidly inappropriate joke, but hey. Bucky chose this. Can only blame himself for liking a man who will jump at the chance to make a shitty joke in the hopes of startling a little bit if a smile onto Bucky's face. Or maybe even just pull him out of himself for a moment.
Besides, the way Sam looks at him right now... practically glowing with pride, because he can tell Bucky's making an effort to regulate himself. If only he could see how good he is. Until he can, Sam will happily remind him.
For now he covers Bucky's hand with his own.
"You came. That's what matters, Bucky. You got me out, and I'm okay." He catches the look in Bucky's eyes, puts a finger over his lips and insists: "I'm gonna be just fine, now."
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He notices the medic waiting in the wings and swallows, nodding and pulling away before gesturing to whomever that they could come in, it was fine. Sam needed looked over anyway.
"We're headed to Europe. A safehouse, for a while." Bucky murmurs as the med tech checks Sam out. "Until Steve makes his moves."